Chapter 128 The Master of Tuanxiang Hall

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Qi Jingzhi immediately turned around and saw a burly Taoist priest at the entrance of the alley.

The Taoist priest wore a brightly colored cyan robe, which was embroidered with gold threads all over with patterns of standing lions and treasures, making him look extremely noble and gorgeous.

It's just that his appearance is not comparable to that of an immortal, but can actually be called ferocious. He has a round head, messy hair like grass, staring eyes like bells, and an upturned nose. When he opens his mouth, he can see chiseled teeth and a bright cold light. It's like a human body with a lion's head.

When Qi Jingzhi saw the person coming clearly, his eyes immediately focused.

Just because he had met this Taoist priest not long ago, and even because his appearance was so special, he left a deep impression on him. Z.br>

When Dajiang Shaojun celebrated the birthday of Jiao Po Longmu, this man stood on the stone steps in front of the main hall, standing with another Taoist priest who also wore a blue robe with gold lion patterns but had an ordinary appearance. He was qualified to enter. The people at the banquet appeared in this deep and narrow alley for some unknown reason.

The girl in green shirt stood up, patted the dirt on her hands, and said to the lion-like Taoist priest in green clothes: "If I remember correctly, you are the deputy envoy of Qingxuan Taiyi Sect who came to celebrate his birthday this time. ?」

"Oh? You, a witch, have some good eyesight. I am the master of the Tuanxiang Hall of the Qingxuan Taiyi Sect, and my Taoist name is Qing Yuanzi!"

The Taoist priest in green showed a ferocious smile on his lion face, becoming more and more like a demon: "Since you know me, I will kill you before I even pull my neck!"

After saying that, he raised his legs and took three steps forward. Suddenly he twisted his body and punched the wall next to him, carrying the fierce and howling wind.

In the flash of lightning, Qing Yuanzi's fist was still some distance away from the wall, but it seemed to have hit something invisible, making a muffled sound.

Almost at the same time, a scream full of shock and pain came from the wall, followed by a dark figure suddenly appeared, hit the ground heavily, and collapsed into a ball.

"Hmph! Some of these shady tricks are really off the table!"

Qing Yuanzi sneered and stood up with his fists closed. It seemed that he had expected this. On the contrary, Qi Jingzhi and the girl in green shirt were shocked. They did not expect that there was someone hiding in this quiet alley.

The current situation was like a mantis stalking a cicada with an oriole behind. However, before this hidden guy could take action, Qing Yuanzi mistakenly recognized him as an accomplice of Qi Jingzhi and the two of them, and struck preemptively.

Qi Jingzhi looked at the poor mantis and saw that the reason why this man looked dark was not only because his skin was dark, but also because he was wearing a light armor that looked like it was dyed with ink.

This person was punched in the chest with a powerful punch by Qing Yuanzi. A shockingly large hole was dug out in Mo Jia's chest, thus revealing his true identity.

Everyone present could clearly see that this strange ink armor was actually made of hard paper, with slender bamboo strips inside as a skeleton, wrapping a skinny body.

Qi Jingzhi had only seen similar things when wealthy households in the countryside were doing business.

After a brief silence, the paper-armored man spat out a mouthful of blood and reluctantly said, "Master Tao, please don't misunderstand me! How dare I be disrespectful to Master Tao with my humble behavior! I'm hiding here just to get some help." Something on that little girl."

Unexpectedly, it would be better not to beg for mercy. As soon as the paper-armored man on the ground opened his mouth, Qing Yuanzi suddenly raised his foot and stepped hard on his chest!

The front chest of the paper armor suddenly collapsed, and the broken bamboo strips dug into the flesh and blood of the paper armor man, splattering with blood.

At the same time, only a series of crunching sounds were heard, and the clear sound of broken bones echoed in the alley, accompanied by continuous shrill screams.

Qing Yuanzi's eyes were like lightning and his roar was like thunder, "Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding! Master Tao is beating sneaky people like you!"

He stepped on the man's chest and asked solemnly: "Master Dao felt bad when he saw the death in your family. Tell me honestly, who are you, that crazy woman named Nie?"

The man in paper armor was startled, and then his face showed anger: "Old bastard, you dare to insult my ancestor?"

"Huh? I see that you don't have a clear mind. You must be tired of living!"

Qing Yuanzi snorted angrily, raised his foot again without hesitation, and stomped down on the chest of the paper-armored man!

There was just a bang, and air waves visible to the naked eye rolled away in all directions carrying dust.

Amidst the smoke and dust in the sky, large swaths of black smoke suddenly rose up, turning into black flames in a blink of an eye, burning strangely and hotly, and making a hunting sound in the wind.

In the black flames, a standing thin figure loomed.

Although Qing Yuanzi was fierce and powerful, seeing this, he also took two steps back to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

There was a cruel light in his bell-like eyes, and he grinned to reveal a mouth full of sharp steel teeth, and sneered: "The one taught by the old crazy woman is indeed a little lunatic!"

Qi Jingzhi saw this scene in his eyes and felt the palm of his left hand suddenly sink. Shocked, he quickly clenched his fist tightly with his left hand and pushed back the small bronze mirror.

In fact, it wasn't just the mirror that moved. Qi Jingzhi lowered his head slightly and saw two dark red snake eyes quietly emerging from the Qiuqi belt. The vertical pupils as black as ink and as sharp as needles almost came out of his body.

It was the black evil needle integrated into the snake's pupils that was about to move.

Qi Jingzhi reached out to his waist and pressed back the two snake eyes. When he raised his eyes to look at the black flames on the paper-armored man, the feeling of déjà vu in his heart became stronger.

Although the appearance of the Black Flame and the Black Evil Needle are different, their inner essences seem to be very similar. This made Qi Jingzhi have to be suspicious: "Is it possible that there is a dark evil spirit hidden in this flame? If so, what is the relationship between this man in paper armor and the black donkey spirit who stole the jade pillow?"

The girl in green shirt on the side asked directly: "I don't know you, what do you want from me?"

Hearing this, the man in paper armor wrapped in black flames slowly turned around, faced the direction of the girl, and showed his entire back to Qing Yuanzi without any scruples, and answered simply: "Mr. Qinghong Jade Pillow! "

The paper-armored man's voice was a little hoarse: "As far as I know, before the birthday celebration team from Pengze Water Mansion set out, the jade pillow was taken off the gift list because it was stolen, and it was only added to it a few days ago. However, Before the birthday banquet, the jade pillow on the gift list was wiped off again. I checked and found that the jade pillow was kept by you in the last few days! "

The girl in green shirt was startled when she heard this, then nodded, and admitted straightforwardly: "You are right, that jade pillow is not a rare thing. If you asked for it politely, I might as well give it to you. , but it’s a pity that the jade pillow is gone now, and I can’t take it out.”

Hearing this, not only the paper-armored man looked shocked, but also Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but turned his head and looked at the girl's side face: "Is the jade pillow gone?"

After all, it was the Qinghong Gong Jade Pillow that he and Old Wei went through all kinds of hardships to get back from the hands of the Saint of the White Immortal Sect. Old Wei even lost his life because of it. The house was gone, and it was gone as soon as it was said to be gone.

"Um?"

Sensing Qi Jingzhi's gaze, the girl in green shirt turned her head slightly, with doubt in her eyes: "Didn't I tell you before, that jade pillow is made of Huanxin Jade and Soapwood, and its efficacy is the same as Huaimencao?" The difference cannot be calculated."

She paused and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "If I hadn't dismantled the jade pillow, how would I have known that what was hidden in the jade core was not Huaimencao, but just a length of Sambucus saponinifera? After dismantling it, I installed it again. If you don’t go back, the original jade pillow will naturally be lost!”